Writing

I'm used to it

A Poem by Sleepless Dreamer

One of those late night poems, bringing it over from my tumblr.

Sigh

A Poem by RabbiRebik

SighEvery time that somebody pains meIn more ways than one;I let out a heave of saddened airThat brings no peace or love.It fills me with the anguishO..

Hurts & Living

A Poem by Ashley White

I have a Google+ Profile; this was a poem I attached to a letter "post" for my baby...

A Shadow of Her

A Poem by Rache David

"You can't see me, because all you see is her"

(The Parlour) Freedom

A Poem by John Holmes

Poem number three, I struggled to write this :/

Another, not just

A Poem by Michelle N. H.

And the tide came To swallow the dirt From a past path That would leadMe to him In the shade Of his branch A river flows And..

You Can't Breathe, But Your Breathing

A Story by Theresa Del Donna

Written May 7th, 2014 If you have anxiety you should definitely read this!

~ Mirrored

A Poem by

...Look, and thou shalt see...

Flowers in my lungs

A Poem by Rachael

It was a little like taking a puff of a cigarette, The few times I’d given it a try. My lungs inflated and my head spun, Something..

Breathing Alone

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I wish you were, With me right here, Staring at my eyes, With endless pleasing sighs. Distance can’t part us; does it h..

A '69 Scream

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz

Nam's Reach

Brother Death

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

Even in the last days you need clean clothes;therefore you may be found in the laundrymornings, small task against the larger oneof not breathing. Wit..

By the Seat of the Soul's Pants

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

To presume to write to someone about courageand not complaining, don't importune or make dying people cry.I've always said Leave me alone with autumn...

Nineteen Minutes to Bedtime

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

Jack just had a big fight with his son Zach about it. He saidI'm tired of hearing how you're too tired to do your homework. You'renot too tired to pla..

The Happy Tectonics

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

Next to my son's angerplate tectonics are nothingto me. His unhappinesswas caused by me.His purpose and mineis to catch photons andstore them in our b..